- Beanie -

Chapter 3 - Parking Lot

Yen's POV

As the guys turn around to talk I turn to Nancy and saw her smiling. "So, what do you think about the guys?" She seemed so excited and full of life. "They're fantastic. But I have a feeling that Damien's kinda avoiding me, any idea?" I asked she closed her mouth immediately.

That only means one thing... she's hiding something from me. "Nancy, what's happening?" I asked, whispering the question as I visibly freak out. "well, we may or may not have tried setting you two up." I face palmed myself. "I'm sorry, it's just we thought you two would look cute together and it's been a while since R-" "please don't mention him." I cut her off. She apologized yet again looking very sad.

I couldn't stay mad at her. "I'm not mad, I promise. Now I know why he's a little off. I mean he's cute and smart b-" "you like him, don't you?" she asked, cutting me off with a very foolish smile that made me smile as well.

my cheeks tinted as it gave away my answer. "Oh my God. You do?? Ahh, this is amazing!" I shushed her up. "The last thing we want is for him to feel more uncomfortable than he already is. I'll keep my distance, promise." I said as she gave me another smirk. "By the end of your vacation, I can assure you that you two would be inseparable."

"I call Shotgun." I heard Shayne said from a distance then Nancy looked at me, holding out her keys. "I'm driving." Oh God. Please don't make this any more awkward.

"Yen, You'll be sitting at the back with Damien, sorry but hey you two could get to know more about each other." Shayne said.

I wanna go back to New York. Shayne and Nancy started walking together, laughing, rolling my burgundy case. I sighed loudly. "God, why are you doing this to me?" I whispered to myself. "What's up?" Damien asked. I looked at him and shook my head.

"I'm sorry, was I bugging you?" I asked. "No, it's just that I'm really tired and would like to cuddle up with my cats." I looked at him smiling, "Aww. That's cute, Freyja and Zelda right?" I said. He looked at me and gave a sly smile. We then walked towards the exit and find our way to the parking lot. The walk was awfully quiet.

The air was humid, still. I've decided to put my backpack on the floor and removed my jacket. Revealing my black velvet top, I can't help but feel eyes on me. I carried my jacket in one hand as I wear my backpack again. The brightness of the lights guided our way to the huge lot. As we walk together, I can't help but feel more awkward than before especially knowing now that they were tryna set us up. I'm with Damien on this, being set up in anything at all is one of the most scariest things ever. I'd rather get to know people through me than basing it with people's assumptions, opinions and first impressions. I wanna be the one to actually meet the guy and get to know him.

I kept looking back and forth at him but I can't seem to find the right words. It might came up wrong and he would end up hating me more.

"I'm sorry, I'm being very rude. Would you like me to carry your bag?" he offered looking at me. You know what? As much as I don't want to burden him, our friendship should start somewhere. I gave him a smile then nodded. He carefully got my backpack and continued our way to the huge parking lot. "Thank you." I said as we continue walking through the lot.

"So, what brings you to Cali?" He asked. I smiled, knowing that he's atleast exerting effort to get to know me. "Well, I'm working as an executive assistant in Netflix, and out of the blue my boss called me and told me to take a 2-week off." I said. "He just lets you take breaks like that?" he asked, actually getting interested. "I was surprised myself. I never wanted to go, but he insisted. He already had someone cover my shift. I swear, man. Life is fucking crazy." I said chuckling.

"So you chose to spend time with Nancy than visiting your family first?" he asked, very straight forward. I had a bad feeling. "I'm sorry?" I was flustered, I didn't know what I was hearing. Am I overreacting? Am I making this innocent question ruin my impression of Damien? I don't know what his intentions are but it is clear since a while ago that he was trying to avoid me as much as he can.

"I mean, in my take it seemed like you chose Nancy over your Family." he said, truthfully. I looked at him, not believing what he's saying. "I am planning of going to my family, in fact I was gonna surprise them. Nancy told me a tour will be going on in a couple of days and as someone who looked up to you guys, I was very excited to meet you. I never even expected meeting you guys now."

"Well, I never wanted to come anyway." Damien snapped. I stopped on my feet and looked down at them. My chest felt heavier even without the backpack. Tears started trickling down on my cheeks. I never knew he felt that way. I just want to go home.

Damien's POV

Yen looked down at her feet and I was still fuming for some reason. I got a second to breathe and calm down. I looked at her and she's crying. I walked close to her and tried lifting her chin with my hand but she swatted my hand away.

She looked up at me and her eyes brimming with tears, her face red and she is visibly shaking. "I'm so sorry, Yen. I'm just not in the best mood, I'm sorry I bursted all of my anger out on you." I tried hugging her but she walked farther from me. "I'm trying, Damien. I have no ill intention for you guys. I came here for Nancy. I missed my great friend. We were fine at first but when you heard I was a fan you started avoiding me as if I have a virus or something. You really think I would do something bad to you? What would that make me? I'm not what you think you are. You know nothing about me, so you asking me that, and assuming the worst really hurt." She said before walking out.

God, I messed up. This is definitely a bad impression. now she will remember me as that dude who fucked up because he decided to just be an asshole than actually try and befriending her like what Shayne said a while ago, have an open mind.

I saw her coming back to me, I smiled. "Yen, I'm really sorry. Please let me make it up to you." She looked up at me, still glaring. "I forgot my bag." she said as she snatched her backpack from my hands. I turn around and put my hands on my head. Fuck. What am I doing? I'm not like this at all. Why am I being such an ass to Yen? Why am I being so protective more than ever?

Out of nowhere, my phone rang. I checked it to see a notification from Shayne, he was calling. "Hey where are you guys? It's been what, 9 minutes? You two like making out now or what?" My eyes immediately rolled at his comment. "Shut up. We're on our way back." I said turning around to an empty lot filled with cars.

"Uh, Damien, is something wrong?" Shayne said, sounding concerned as he noticed the drop on my voice. "Damien an-" I hang up immediately and shouted her name.

"YEN!"

Oh no. Nancy's gonna kill me.